The Drag
By: Nick Rasmussen

I tossed the ball for my dog Maverick and he scrambled after it. He trotted back with the ball back in his mouth, he dropped it. But he snapped at me when I tried to reach down and grab it. Next Maverick tried to grab my pants and I knew right there that I was not in a very good position. Then he grabbed my sock and before I knew it I was being dragged. I struggled to rip free of Mavericks grasp. I knew pulling free was out of the question so I struggeld to take my sock off. Meanwhile Maverick had no intention of letting go. After a few seconds which very well felt like hours I finally pulled free. Looking back I find it very humorous but I'm more cautious on how I play with Maverick.